Monday, January 01, 2018
Freedoms Flight......
Freedoms Endless Flight
Oh, if I had wings of flight
I would fly away
like an eagle soaring
above all of the endless chaos below me
it would never touch me again
I would never feel it again
I'd be light
weightless
my spirit free
wings soaring
through endless blue sky
white soft clouds
would adorn me
in golden sunlight
wrapping me
in the warm rapture
of Freedoms endless flight
Written by Rhiannon June 2005....Copyrights owned by Rhiannon (Barbara R.)
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I used to be able to fly in dreams; not too high. But no more. It may have had something to do with ultimate temporary freedom.
Hope you are doing well these new-year days.
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